Eight Weeks letra

I thought that you'd have the decency
To tell me that you were eight weeks along
And I thought that you'd have the decency
To tell me that everything that could go wrong would go wrong

I've never met a southern belle
Who put me through so much hell
I've only got myself to blame
For finding you in everything

I can't believe that I'm still letting you bring me down
All my friends say I'm a bummer to be around

It took everything within me
Not to call you on your birthday
I guess I just wanted to see
If there was anything left for me to say

But I was foolish
And I was late
Because you've got a man who provides
And a child on the way

I can't believe that I'm still letting you bring me down
All my friends say I'm a bummer to be around

Speak Low If You Speak Love - Letras

• A List Of Things
• Adjacent
• Art School
• Cannot Have It All
• Circle Spinning
• Confusion
• Contrasting Colors
• Eight Weeks
• Enough
• Even Yours
• Guess And Check
• Hatsuyume
• Have I Changed?
• Have My Head
• Hold Me Now
• Knots
• Locking Lips
• Mystery's Gone
• Naive
• Ruined
• Safety Net
• Swell
• Tiny Furnace
• You Love It Runs